Friends or What?-Chapter VII AUTHOR: Barry Mattison
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INTRODUCTION:
This is a fictional story about how two young guys grew up as friends since 3rd grade and are now in their Junior year ready to end the year, planning summer vacation. One likes the other and has had a crush on him for some time, but doesn't really know what that means, the other has a girlfriend and doesn't really see anything beyond his childhood friend other than their friendship.
The characters in "Friends or What?" are all fictional and any semblance to real persons--living or deceased--is purely coincidental.
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This fictional story and others written and published by this author are written for the gay reader in particular and describe scenes of male nudity and sexual acts between two or more guys that some readers may find inappropriate and/or unsuitable for their reading. Please do not read any further if you find such reading offensive or if it may become property of anyone under the age of 21. "Friends or What?" is copyrighted by Barry Mattison under the Registered Trademark Foxstories® and published as StoriesByBm© with exclusive permission to publish given to the Nifty Alliance Archive only. Anyone wishing to use any stories published under either copyright may go to the web site listed above and read the information posted there for legal limitations. Copying, distribution or re-publication of this writing in any other web site, private or otherwise, without written permission of the author is a violation of local, national and international copyright laws and will be pursued to the fullest extent allowable by applicable laws governing that country.
Chapter VII
It seems that the boys have finally consummated their relationship without going into the details. Something about that "secret spot" in the mountains has cemented their future and bonded them together for life.
Jason and Todd lay in their tent late that special night, cuddled together against the evening coolness, unable to put words to what they had just shared between them; the intimacy that was reserved for those who wait, for those who truly love, this was the moment they had given up much for as young men with raging hormones. They were not only proud of themselves for being true to each other, but also for being honest and for securing that bond on solid ground with a commitment that nobody could break...ever.
Jason was the first to speak up as he pulled the blankets over the two of them and kissed Todd on the cheek.
"How did you feel babe?"
"I felt like the heavens opened up and the sun shone down on just this spot, just on us as we made love to each other. I'm glad we waited because it made my love for you much more special. I loved you before tonight, but now, I love you in a much different way. We became part of each other when we made love and came inside each other. No matter what happens now we'll always be part of each other; it's a very new feeling for me that I feel has made our bond not only stronger but will help me stand against those who have always used me as a punching ball. It's like there's two of me now."
"You are so special sweetie. You have a way with words...I know that tonight was the beginning of a long and wonderful life for us together. It's funny in a way but I can't even remember being without you in my life much before coming here for the summer. Now, I never want to leave this place, granny, and especially be separated from you for another year of school."
"You would have to bring that up," I mumbled as I elbowed him in the stomach lightly.
"You know that school starts in another month or so don't you?" Jason reminded me.
"Keep rubbing it in. Let's not talk anymore about it tonight. That's a conversation we need to have with granny."
"Okay, here...I moved my legs, curl yours and pull in closer so we can warm up a little more. I don't think I can have any more sex tonight so you're safe, but I want to be close to you."
"I slid back into the familiarity of Jason's muscular body and together we shared the warmth of our nakedness as the sounds of the night slowly took over the rhythm of our bodies and we nodded off together."
The next sounds we heard were the morning birds singing to their mates, and the horses telling us to get up and take care of them. I woke Jason up when I slid out from under my nice, warm, human bed warmer.
"Morning babe. You're up early," Jason mumbled.
"Yeah, the crows woke me up,I have to pee, and I want to check on the horses. They probably need a drink and let loose for some grass. Brrr...it's a little chilly this morning. Maybe I'll throw on my jeans. Could you throw them out to me please, and my boots."
"No problem. I'll join you and help with the horses. I have to pee too. Here, here's your jeans and boots and a shirt sexy."
"Thanks, I'll wait for you to get dressed. First I need something though."
"What's that?"
"A big, sloppy , tongue tied kiss."
"Gladly honey, anytime you want one you just wink 'cause I'll be there before that eye closes."
I bent down, leaned into the tent and got my kiss and a hand around my hard-on as well. That would have to wait though. Seems as though my dick had a problem of control around Jason now. School was going to be more embarrassing than I suspected I thought to myself. How was I going to explain all those wet spots all day.
"Okay, let's get the horses taken care of. They like the little stream where that mossy bank is. Let's walk them over there and then hobble them in the meadow for a while.
We untied the horses, walked them around to loosen their legs up, then walked them up the stream to the mossy pool. This was one of my favorite places on the creek. During the summer there wasn't much water flowing so the pools were about the only places to get a good drink of water; during spring run-off and after rainstorms you could catch a few fish out of nowhere from these little pools. Many days I'd spend hours chasing crawfish and little crawly things up here when I was younger.
While the horses grazed we started a small fire in the pit, made some coffee and breakfast, then started to pack up the rolls, tent and the rest of the supplies. It was starting to warm up so we shucked our jeans and shirts and walked around naked. It had become so normal for us to be without clothes on once we were away from people that we didn't even think of being naked.
Today we stopped in another secret spot I knew of just short of the last field near home and fooled around a little bit to wear off the hard-on''s that riding a horse seems to always entice out of our young bodies. My cock had a mind of it's own and Jason always had the knack of knowing what to do to satisfy my cravings. He had the most perfect butt for learning how to fuck and today I took my time in preparing him by loosening up his hole with some lotion and a few fingers before slowly entering him. At first he whimpered in pain, so I stopped. After a minute I slowly pulled out, then slowly back in again, each time pushing in deeper and deeper until my balls were slapping against his butt; soon his whimpering turned to sounds of pleasure as he pushed back against me harder and harder until I couldn't hold back any longer.
"I'm coming...ahhhhhh."
"Me too," Jason tried to say as the cum pooled in my hand I'd been jacking him off with. I finally pulled out, exhausted, expended and all sticky with Jason's cum all over my hand. I brought it to my mouth and began licking it clean; Jason sat up, grasped my hand and helped finish it with me. We'd trampled down the grass pretty good and once had to hide in the bushes when we heard a noise on the trail.
After resting for a bit and cleaning up in a close by stream we put the jeans and shirts back on that we'd worn yesterday. They weren't really dirty because we had spent very little time in them.
As we walked into the stables that evening and began to strip down the horses and take care of them, we started talked about the upcoming school year, where was I going to live, Jason's coming out to his parents...in other words, it was time to get serious about what we were going to do. As far as we were concerned we could just keep on living here and forget about the rest of the world, but we both knew that granny would not approve of such a thing. Education was important to her and she would be very disappointed in me if I didn't finish high school and get some kind of college education. She would also hold Jason to those same standards now as well, considering him as another grandson of whom she was very proud. We decided to hang around the next day and spend some time with her talking about our concerns and seeing what she thought we should do.
With the horses fed, walked and bedded down for night and the tack cleaned and hung up we headed up to the house; Once again the sun was just setting and we slowed down to watch it fall below the edge of the tree tops and see the rays climb high into the sky, lighting up the blue sky with the oranges, reds and yellows of the setting sun visible in some unknown place farther west of us. We continued walking up to the porch and into the house, hand in hand and hungry as old cow pokes after a cattle drive in the dusty, hot desert.
"Granny," I called, "are you still up?"
"Of course I am. Do you think I'd let my favorite grandsons go without a good dinner after such a long night riding herd?"
"Granny, you're such a crafty 'ol gal, and a softy as well. We both love you you know."
"Well I wasn't sure there for a while, took you forever to get from the barn to the house."
"We stopped to watch the sunset. It's always so beautiful, especially when you're sharing it with someone you love. It's funny that I never noticed them as much before Jason was around to bug me."
"You should be so lucky"
"Your grandfather and I used to sit and watch the sunset almost every night that it was visible, holding hands on the porch rocker. He'd whisper sweet things in my ear and I'd giggle like a little girl. How I miss those days and how much I miss the companionship of your grandfather. It's awful quiet here when you're not here either."
"I'm sorry I mentioned something that made you sad" I said. "I didn't mean too. I can't imagine what it would be like without Jason around. Which brings up some questions that we would like some input from you on. We wanted to spend some time tomorrow and get some feedback on some issues that will come up soon and see what you think. Do you have the time tomorrow?"
"I do for you two scallions. Let's talk in the morning after breakfast. We can sit out on the porch after it's warmed up and before it's too hot. For now, let's have some dinner."
"Sounds good to me, how 'bout you Jason?"
"Great! I'm starved. There wasn't much grass left after the horses were through eating."
"I didn't cook up any grass, but I do have some steak, potatoes and vegetables ready for the table. I also baked Apple pies today for desert just in case you boys might be extra hungry."
"I'll set the table," Jason said. "Can you help Todd?"
"Of course honey, I'm starved too."
"Listen to you two talk...you'd think you were married. It makes my heart warm to watch you boys together and listen to how you treat each other..."
As granny kept talking we set the table and brought out the milk and stuff from the fridge for the steak and desert. Granny was still talking when we sat down at the table.
"...and keep that love going. One thing that your grandfather always told me that no matter how mad he would get over something, he would never let that beautiful sunset pass by without reconciling our differences before the day ended. He held true to his promise and we never let an argument come between our love for each other. Oh, we had plenty of disagreements alright, but that swinger out on the back porch saw many a disagreement settled. Yes it did alright..."
"Granny, you're talking to yourself now," Jason said.
"Oh, sorry boys, I was just thinking back to the old days. You'll do that some day too, don't worry. Jason, would you mind saying grace?" Now, let's eat."
After dinner was over we cleaned up the table and washed the dishes, said good night to granny, gave her a good night kiss and hug and headed up to our bedroom. After a nice warm shower to get off all the overnight dirt, grime and other sticky stuff one accumulates on an overnight stay in the woods we crawled into bed and talked about what we were going to ask granny the next morning.
"One of my biggest problems is what to do about a place to live," I said as I crawled under the covers and faced Jason, looking into his mesmerizing eyes. "There's no way I'm going back to that foster home again."
"You may have to if social services can't find another place for you or you can't get emancipated. Even that presents it's own problems because you have the additional problems of money, food, all that stuff."
"Yeah, I know. It all seems over whelming right now. I know that granny would let me stay here, but then we would be separated. Plus I don't know how much money or whatever it would take to hire a lawyer to make it official for me to live here all the time. I'd have to finish school here too."
"At least someone cares about you and knows whether you're alive or dead. My family has changed. I don't even know where my parents are right now. During school it's the same thing. They send money for me to get by on and have a little extra for school trips. Everyone at school thinks I'm some sort of rich, jock-snob, but you know I'm not that way. If they only knew that all I really want is to be in their shoes when their parents come to their games and cheer for them, or that I hang around the locker after the games or in the library late because I have to walk home."
"Oh babe, I'm so sorry. If people didn't put so much pressure on each other to be this or be that it wouldn't be so hard to grow up. I'm sure the guys on the teams put an awful lot of pressure on you to pull them out of the hole when they screw up, yet I'm sure they give you grief when you have an off day and don't meet their standards. I can't understand why we do this to each other. I'm really sick about the future and what's going to happen after vacation. I hope granny has some ideas for us to work on."
"I hope so too." Jason said as he reached down and scratched his leg, the scratching sound giving me goosebumps. "Granny is a pretty wise lady and I have a lot of respect for her opinion; I know you do too."
"She's never let me down. Anyway, I'm tired and want to get some sleep so I'm awake enough to talk to her in the morning...okay babe..."
"You're right...goodnight. Before you fall asleep would you look at my leg and see why it itches so much?"
"No problem. Which one?"
"Actually, both of them below the knees."
Jason pulled the covers open and and sat up, lifting his knees up and wrapping his arms around them as I sat up and crawled down the bed to look at his legs in the light. Right away I knew what the problem was, The expression on my face must have scared Jason because his face turned white before he leaned over to try and look at his outer legs. They were covered with red pock marks and a rash, the signature of poison ivy. I quickly looked at my legs and body. I usually didn't react to it for some reason, but in this close contact I might. I didn't have any marks, at least not yet.
"What it is Todd?, what are they?"
"We must have gotten into some poison ivy at that spot where we stopped today on the way to the barn. Remind me not to stop there again. I'll go ask granny for some lotion to put on the spots, but DON'T pick at them or scratch them anymore, no matter how much they itch. It will only spread it around...and one other thing, don't scratch your nuts or take a piss without going to the bathroom and washing your hands with hot soap and water, several times. Wash up your arms too. So far there's nothing showing there so it must be only your legs that got it. I'll be right back with something that will stop the itching a little. If you want to take a cool shower while I'm gone go ahead, but just the legs, cool water, and don't touch your legs for any reason or it will spread wherever you touch yourself."
Jason sat there, dying from the itching. This was the first time he had gotten into poison ivy before and had never seen what it looked like. He was really scared and couldn't wait for me to come back. He was also curious as to why I didn't have the same problem?
I soon returned with a bottle of pink lotion and some ice bags.
"What's that stuff?"
"It's Calamine lotion and ice compresses. Calamine will help dry up the spots a little and the cold will help with the itching. First thing, did you take a shower?"
"Yes, like you said to do."
"Okay. We need to put this lotion on each spot...every one. I put these plastic gloves on and you need to put on a pair too. While you start putting the lotion on I need to change the sheets and also, where are the clothes you wore today?"
"Right here on the floor. I usually put them on the chair, but I was so tired I just dropped them here."
"Whew, that's good. Poison Ivy is covered with an oil that easily spreads by touch, clothes, just about anything. So you don't want to touch anything you've already touched since we got home...including me unfortunately. I'm not allergic to it so I don't react like you have, but there's always a chance that I could. I brought some more rubber gloves for both of us to pick all this up and to change the bed clothes with. I'm going to put an old sheet over the chair and let you sit there while I put the lotion on the spots and then you can hold the ice packs against your legs if they start to really itch again. Heat is what makes it itch more."
The next week or so was a combination of playing nursemaid on my part and intense itching and oozing sores for Jason until the Calamine lotion finally did it's job and the sores stopped their slimy, festering and dried up. Another lesson learned.
Following that night of discovery we did talk to granny the next morning about all of our concerns and problems. It was made a little more humorous because Jason sat over in the corner with granny's homemade poultices wrapped around his legs while we kept an appropriate distance. I felt sorry for him, but poison ivy is poison ivy. As it turned out, granny was way ahead of us in the thinking department. She had broken down all the problems into priorities and had secretly been making visits to her lawyers office. The way she explained it to us was that both of our fates after summer vacation rested on several things happening. Sort of like a stack of dominoes. But she couldn't say much more about how it was helping us. Her advice was for both of us to go back to school at the end of summer as usual, but not to worry as she would be with us. That was it.
"What in the heck does she mean by all that. I'm more confused than I was before talking to her," Jason said as I helped him up the stairs.
"Well, I'm not sure if I understand what she means either, but I totally trust her decisions and will do as she tells me to do. I hope you'll do the same for the sake of both of us. She knows what she's doing and has the best interests of both of us in mind."
"You know that I'll do whatever it takes to be with you, but it's going to be rough starting back at that school. What if Linda did go ahead and spread the word and we get back to school and both get beaten up?"
"You'll have to find a bigger locker. Mine won't hold both of us."
That broke the ice and we finally drifted off to sleep, a blanket between our lower bodies, but skin to skin above. I was glad he hadn't scratched his dick at all. I was horny that night.
We had only a few more weeks to go before it would be time to head back to school. We had decided to cram as much into that time as possible. The days were long, the sun hot and time was short, so we rose early every day and stayed out late as much as possible. We had been together all summer, almost every minute, every second. We'd come out to each other and become inseparable lovers, so close that neither of us could imagine ever being apart again. That was a scary time in both of our lives, but in looking back it was a natural process and well worth the uncertainty of not knowing what the other would do.
"So, what's up for today?" Jason lazily asked as we sat on the dock, swishing our feet in the lake. I hadn't been swimming since those dreams, or rather nightmares, had stopped, and I missed swimming each day for exercise.
"You know that I haven't been in the water since that day."
"Would you trust me to help you overcome that fear? I'll be right with you all the time holding onto you every second. I promise nothing will happen to you. You've been swimming all your life; you can't let one incident scare you away from something that you love doing. What do you say? Let's walk over to the beach there and go in."
"I'm not sure. I mean I know you won't let anything happen to me and all that, but it does scare me still. But let's walk over to the beach and I'll think about it on the way."
"That's my babe. No fear. Who the one that told me to get right back on the horse when I fell off?"
"Me. You're right. Let's go. Just stay with me please, and no fooling around."
I slowly waded knee deep into the water with Jason by my side. Looking at Jason, then back at the water we both took a deep breath and dove in. Almost instantly I could feel the cold water in the deeper depths surround me. For a few seconds it brought back the memories of that day and I panicked when I kept sinking, but, determined to stay in control, I opened my eyes and there was Jason beside me with a big smile on his face, blowing big bubbles out his nose. We slowly rose to the surface, watching each other as we ascended.
"You did it! I knew you could."
"Thanks to your support and a little push. How 'bout a swim out to the raft and a little sun for a while? We can't go back to school without great tans. The guys in the locker room will have more to gawk at besides that nice cock of yours and the girls will be hanging all over you. You probably have never even seen a few of the guys looking at you in the shower have you. Just remember, it's okay for them to look, but no touching allowed."
"You're a jealous little mate aren't you?"
"You bet, and just like a mountain lion when it comes to protecting my property."
We had been trying to talk while swimming out to the float. Once we reached it and climbed up the ladder we stripped our speedo's off and lay down on our backs. The sun was overhead, bright and hot and it didn't take long before we both decided to jump in for a cool down. Holding hands we jumped overboard and relaxed as we looked at each other underwater. Jason swam closer and tried to kiss me underwater, but it was hard to do because you had to hold your breath and try to open your mouth for a little tongue action. It turned out to be more of a match than a kiss, but we had a blast trying. The rest of the day passed quickly and before we knew it the sun was beginning to set, again. Once again we found ourselves walking up from the horse barn, holding hands and watching the sunset.
"I'll never forget this summer and all the special things we did together. My heart has never been lighter and my spirits never brighter since we have been together. In a few days summer vacation will be over and we have to go back and face everybody. I've made the decision, if I can find them, to come out to my parents. They're usually around about now, just before school starts. I'm going to try and call them tonight and see if they will drive out here, see the farm, meet you and granny, then I'll tell them. What do you think?"
"I'm up for it, let's ask granny at dinner."
After dinner that evening Jason asked granny what she thought about having his parents come to the farm before we left for school and see the farm, meet me, and for the real ending, allow him to come out to them and show them how much we were in love and what it meant to both of us.
"It's a big step young man, for both of you. Plus it's a risky one. Put some thought into it before you make the decision to tell them. Of course you're more than welcome to invite them here, that's not what I'm concerned with. Think about the different reactions they might have. What if they disown you...how will that affect you? What if they insist on taking you with them and splitting you two apart forever? When will you be eighteen?"
"In September of next year."
"So until then they can pretty much make you do as they say unless you apply for emancipation."
"They don't even care about me, why would they want to mess up my life now?" "You never know how people are going to react to news like you are about to spring on them, especially parents. I suggest that if you plan to go ahead with this that you both do it together as one united front so they can see that you are committed to each other and that being separated is not an option for either of you. I'll help with what I can of course. I love you both and I know how deep your love is for each other. I watched both of you grow from teenagers into fine young men this summer who have demonstrated a high level of honesty and responsibility that your parents should be proud of. It's unfortunate that life has not placed either of you in a position to have the kind of parents that care enough to see what an example you've set of what real commitment to one another really means. An example they should have followed themselves."
When she said she would help she gave us both a little wink. I barely caught it, but it did register in the back of my mind that granny had more going on than she was letting on.
When we got into bed that night after a nice warm shower, we propped up some pillows and put the remote phone between us in preparation to call Jason's parents.
"Well, it's your nickel Jason. Are you ready to do this?"
"Yes. I have to. No more hiding, no more lying to anyone. If they don't approve then I have to accept it and move on from there; I don't think I could do this without you though by my side."
I held his hand, leaned over and kissed him, told him I loved him over and over, then handed him the phone. Once he started dialing I leaned into his warm, inviting body and wrapped both arms around him, listening to his heart beating fast as the phone began to ring.
"Hi mom, it's Jason. It's nice to hear your voice. How was your summer vacation? uh huh...uh huh..oh, that's too bad about the room, but I'm glad they changed you so you had a view of the ocean. Why am I calling? Well...um...I was wondering if you and dad would like to come up to the farm for the afternoon one day next week before our summer vacation ends and see where I spent the summer, see Todd again, meet granny, and let me show you around. I never get to see you and this is my last summer before college somewhere. This will give us a few minutes to talk about that as well. My grades are great and I expect to be able to get a full athletic scholarship offered this year. So what do you think...can you and dad make it for an afternoon, say next Tuesday? Yes...I'll hold while you ask dad...oh great then, we'll see you Tuesday. I'll send you the address in the mail with some pictures. Thanks mom...I lo....click."
"Well, at least they will come up. That's a start. Is that you shaking or me?"
"It's both of us. Are you afraid? I am."
"Yes, but we'll be together and frankly, I don't care whether they disown me or accept me. I prefer they accept both of us...in fact it's an all or nothing deal. I come out of the closet into a perfect relationship with the perfect guy and they either accept that or walk away. I know they're rich, but they've never showered any of it upon me. I've always felt that they never even wanted me, like I was an inconvenience or something. I've never told anyone that."
"We sure are a screwed up couple of guys, aren't we? At least our parents are anyway. I think we turned out pretty good. They're the ones that need the work."
I looked over at Jason and saw that he was in tears thinking about what he had just said. To stumble upon the realization that you were a mistake and probably never even wanted to begin with is quite a load to bear for anybody. Somehow I had always visualized Jason as being this big, strong guy up on a pedestal; able to leap tall buildings in a single bound, faster than a locomotive and all that stuff. As I pulled his sobbing head onto my chest I realized that my knight in shining armor was hurt to the very core of his being. My parents were just inconsiderate, lousy druggies who had no interest in accepting responsibility for their actions, including having me around after they divorced. Jason had it in his mind that he was never even wanted to begin with, and to him, the way he had been treated all his life bore out that thought. He was sobbing so hard in my lap that I couldn't even console him. All I could do was keep running my hand through his hair trying to comfort him. Tears were streaming down my cheeks because my honey was hurting so much. Finally I slid us both down and for the first time we switched positions. I lay more on my back and let him lay on my chest, moving around until we were both comfortable. I wrapped both my arms around him and pulled him up tight against me until the top of his head was just under my chin. He was getting sleepy now from crying so much and so was I, so it didn't take long for us to fall asleep. Later that night I felt him stirring, trying to get more comfortable. I curled up and let him slide back into me as I raised my one arm up and over him, pulling him tight to my body. He was still sobbing occasionally and my heart was broken that he was hurting so much. I lifted up my head and kissed him on the cheek, told him he was safe and I loved him and to try and get some sleep. In a few minutes I could feel his body relax as he feel into a deep sleep; I soon followed him, wondering how we were going to resolve this one.
The next morning, except for a quick run to the bathroom, we slept in late. Finally I slid out of bed, slid on some shorts and made my way quietly downstairs to talk to granny about what happened.
"I don't know how to handle this granny or what to say to him to ease his mind. I know that this is a serious thing to him and that it's going to have an affect upon him for a long time unless he gets some professional help...at least that's what I think. What are you thinking?"
"I agree with you that it is a serious thing to think that your parents never even wanted you from the beginning, but look at the obvious, they did keep him when he was born, they did raise him for whatever reason, and they have managed to get him through school. They're even coming in a few days to see him, so maybe things aren't as bad as Jason thinks. Sometimes the mind leads us in the wrong direction with only a few thoughts before we work through all the real facts and come to a solid conclusion. Would you like me to talk to him?"
"Would you please, to both of us so we understand together. It affects us both and I need to understand it too at the same time, plus I want to be there to support Jason."
By the time she talked to both of us Jason realized that maybe he had over-reacted a little bit, but it still was very hard for him to grasp the concept that his parents might not have wanted him to begin with. Granny did point out that many children are born "by mistake" and are unplanned. Just because they are born that way doesn't mean they are not wanted. That seemed to calm him down some and he actually smiled a bit then. We told granny that his parents were coming Tuesday afternoon for a little while and that he was going to come out to them and have them see us together as a couple, see the farm and all that. They wouldn't be staying for dinner so granny needn't be worrying about that. She was very proud of both of us for being so open and for Jason for being ready to talk to his parents about his relationship with me and how happy he is now. He also wanted to talk to them about college.
It seems like time sped up after that. Before we knew it Tuesday was here and there was a car pulling up the driveway and parking in front of the house.
"Mom, Dad, it's great to see you," Jason said as they opened the car doors. With one big leap he flew off the top step and landed beside his mother, giving her a big hug. She have him one in return, although I noticed that she seemed somewhat distant, almost pushing him away. Jason went around to hug his dad, but got a handshake instead. I felt the pain in my heart for him, but he kept moving on.
"Come on mom and dad, meet granny, and you remember Todd."
"Nice to meet you," granny said, "you have a very special young man here and should be very proud of him. He's considerate, kind, sincere and such a pleasure to have around."
"Well, we've done the best we could with him given the circumstances."
"Would you like to see the horses, especially mine that I've been riding all summer?" asked Jason.
"We don't have much time, but we can take a walk down and talk about school and college while we walk. You mentioned something else you wanted to talk about with your mother and I?"
"Yes, come on with us Todd, let's go since they don't have much time."
As we started down the road to the barn Jason reached out and grabbed my hand. This motion certainly didn't go unnoticed by his mother.
"Why are you guys holding hands may I ask?"
"Well, um...this is part of the reason that I wanted to see you and dad face to face. I've kind'a known this for a long time, but this summer I've come to the realization that I'm gay. The rest of the story is that Todd and I have fallen in love and plan to spend the rest of our lives together and were hoping that you would understand and support not only me as your son, but us as a couple."
Suddenly it was as if the sky grew darker and a storm rained down from the heavens. Jason's father started yelling, screaming and calling us both faggots, queers...just about every name you could think of. There was no way that he was going to allow such a disgusting person, or persons, have anything to do with his family. We both started running back to the porch where granny was sitting, rocking. Jason's parents came huffing and puffing up the stairs...
"and furthermore, if you don't change, leave this so-called friend of yours who turned you into a queer fag and come back with us right now, you are no longer a part of this family. You are a sick embarrassment to this family, and have been since you were born. We always knew something was wrong with you and no longer will support you in any way if you don't comply with my orders...now!"
"First mom and dad, you've hardly ever recognized me as your son. Neither of you ever have been to my school, to my games, nothing I ever did could please you; you're always taking off traveling and leaving me alone at home to get to school by myself and cover up for you in front of others; finally, I can't change being gay any more than you can change being straight or being assholes. I am what I am and you are what you are. The life you gave me was no life. Everything I learned I did so on my own without either of you, so don't threaten me with anything. It's about time I stood up to the both of you and told you just the way I feel, even though you never cared to know anything about how I felt."
"You're right, we don't care, but as long as you are under age and our responsibility you'll do as we say. Now get in this car and Todd, we never want to see or hear from you again. You've obviously made Jason gay by being around him this summer and we'll have no more of it. I think the military will straighten you out in a hurry mister. Now GET YOUR ASS IN THIS CAR!"
Granny stopped her rocking and stood up. Suddenly all eyes focused on her. Granny always is smiling, hospitable and cheery, except for right at this moment. Her demeanor had changed to one that I'd never seen before and Jason and I stepped back slightly, watching her face.
"As parents you are an embarrassment to the human population. I suspected that this might happen based upon what the boys have been talking about, but I had to hear it for myself. I have a hard time listening to two grown adults talk so selfishly about their petty lives while telling their own son that he was never even wanted to begin with. You think of him as nothing more than another of your material possessions. As I said, I anticipated such a response and have had my attorney's prepare these documents giving me power of attorney over Jason and relinquishing you both of all parental rights and responsibilities over Jason forever and ever. Both are signed by the local probate and family court judge. All you both need to do is sign it and leave. However, if you choose not to, the Department of Social Services, through the work done by my private detective, will be in contact with both of you by the end of the day to file criminal charges for child neglect and abandonment going way back to when he was a child and you left him alone and at home while you went off on trips around the world. So...take your time...think about it...don't rush now...I know how much you love him and what a hard decision this must be."
"Where's those paper's?" You can have the brat and we're off to the airport. You'll be sorry having this worthless waste around after a while. We'll sign those papers to be free forever and you two fags can do whatever you want."
"It's funny," Jason said quietly to his ex-parents, "but I hardly think I'll miss either of you for some reason. In fact, you were never parents to me so I can truthfully say that there's no loss on my part. In fact, now I'm free to be really loved by people who want me. Have a nice life... and don't ever call."
As one last got'cha, after waiting for his mother to get in he slammed the door so hard I thought it was going to fall off it's hinges. As the car spun out of the drive, the second one to do so, both of us turned to granny in surprise.
"You're a bag full of surprises when you want to be. I don't think I would ever want to cross you. Thank you so much for doing something like that for Jason, and for me. I still can't believe you have Power of Attorney over Jason. How did you do that? Who do you know? Where's Jason going to live now?"
"Slow down there young man, there's more to this story. I'm not done yet with some of these people and the way they've treated you boys all your lives. That was just the beginning. I know school is coming right up, but everything will be taken care of by then, I promise. Just trust me. Plus we still have a lot to talk about now that Jason is in my care."
"Of course we trust you, and we both have a million questions. But we love you so much for helping us both out."
Jason and I grabbed her in a big hug and kissed her many times, happy that we were free of his parents and any threats they could impose on Jason to tear us apart. Now we were also sort of brothers in a way as well as lovers.
On our way back upstairs to our bedroom, we wondered what could be next. It was fantastic what granny had done, almost superhuman, something I never had believed she was even capable of doing. But in retrospect there was a lot I didn't know about granny, like what she had done during her working life, who she knew, and what she was capable of accomplishing. I guess it did explain all those days that she had been going away for part of the day.
"Shall we do something before dinner?" I asked Jason, "or shall we sit around and watch the paint dry?"
"What paint?"
"Oh no, it's happening already!"
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Thanks to everyone for staying with this new story. I'm enjoying writing it. There might be a slight slowdown, meaning it might take longer than three or four days to pump out a chapter as I tool a header on my bike and broke a bunch of bones, like a collarbone, ribs, ripped muscles in my neck, etc. So typing with one hand is tedious. I'll keep at it though and go as fast as the pain permits. There may be an operation at some point, but I hope not.